Yes…Another chapter. Just to remind you, Scott likes Kitty, Kitty likes Scott, but Scott is a pupi and won't get with Kitty. Remy is helping by making Scott jealous, Rogue is in on it and we ended with Rogue wondering if they'll survive the night. Whew…
Rogue wondered if she was a fortune teller. They were now dragging in a limp scott. Kitty's lip was almost chewed off at her fear of getting caught. Logan never sleeps…Rogue panicked when she heard a creak on the floor.
"Kitty, get ya ass a movin' before we get caught," Rogue said. Kitty nodded her head and put Scott's arm over her petite shoulder as she tried to help Rogue carry him up the stairs. They laid him across her bed and wiped a bit of drool from his mouth. Kitty looked over at her alarm clock; it was officially 3 o' clock in the evening.
"So…what are we going to do now?" she asked Rogue. Rogue shrugged. What could they do? The only thing that would give away that evening would be the nugget on his forehead. They both sighed simultaneously and sat down on the edge of Rogue's bed and reminisced about the evening.
They arrived at the teen club in due time, the bar was closed and the music was blasting. Remy had already started dancing with Kitty even before they reached the dance floor and Rogue watched them from afar. When Scott looked at her and figured that she was mildly discomforted he smiled reassuredly and touched her gloved hand. Rogue smiled back, but her's was not kind, more like smuggish. He didn't notice.
Kitty and Remy finally came back. Scott noticed that Remy was sweaty and Kitty glistened right beside him. They drank their sodas and laughed about the craziness going on the dance floor. Scott swirled his straw around the soda and sighed heavily. He didn't notice Remy elbow Kitty and Kitty winced; Rogue then kicked Remy under the table and Remy winced; Kitty grabbed Rogue's wrist to stop her but touched bare skin; Kitty winced and Rogue felt like dancing.
"Great," she growled. Kitty didn't know what was going on but she coughed heavily and nervously swallowed her fear.
Uuh…scott? Do you, do you, like, Do you wanna dance?" She asked. Scott looked up at her, his brows raised. He bit his lip not knowing what to say, his nerves got shot.
"I..I'm not a dancer," he said. Kitty smiled at him and her blue eyes twinkled.
"LIES! Awww, come on, the night won't seem right if I don't dance with you at least once…" He couldn't help it, she was pleading with him and it turned him into mush. He stood up and held out his hand. A card suddenly got thrown over his head and hit the records on the D.J.'s table. A record flew up at the slight spark and plopped on the turn table, "Take my Breath Away" started to play.
Kitty put her arms around Scott's neck and he slid his hands down to her waist. They began to sway with the music, just a tad stiff. Kitty closed her eyes and remembered the last few weeks. The day he had taken her to the dinner and learned that bit of French just to please Jean and the beautiful lake he had taken her to see. She remember the time he had gotten sick and had let her…or kind of let her drive him home. The ups, the downs, the turmoil. She loved him. She honestly loved him and she just wanted to be with him.
She gathered all her courage to lean up towards him and say so when he got bumped in the back. He turned to find one of the guys that Jean hung out with.
"So this is the slut you left Jean for?" the guy asked. Scott's hands turned into fist.
"Watch your mouth," he said. The guy looked at Kitty and grinned at her outfit.
"Not much is she? I take it you like little girls, the flatter the better, huh?"
Scott looked at Kitty, she hadn't reacted yet and he didn't wit for her to. Scott turned back and his fist flew into the guy's mouth. The guy fell back into the crowd and a few of his buddies came over to him. He was ready to fight when Remy came up behind him, card in hand.
"Don't," Scott said, knowing their need for secrecy. The guys charged him and he and Remy got it on. The girl's weren't left behind. Kitty managed to kick ass as she used every painful move Logan had taught his star pupil. Her embarrassment overcome by anger.
The guy who had humiliated her got a kick in the stomach and was about to hit Kitty when she twisted his arm and kicked his knee cap out from under him. Six bodies where on the floor and they were not owned by any of the four mutants. They got kicked out of the club and began to walk to the car. Scott took off his t-shirt and gave it to Kitty who put it on gratefully.
She bit her lip and crossed her arms across her chest. Scott noticed and got angrier. His testosterone already on the fritz. He knew that she was ashamed of her body, but now she felt worst because of her comparison to Jean. He on the other hand thought that she was beautiful. Her figure matched her height, she was curvy even fi she was on the small side.
"Kitty, that guy was an idiot. Don't listen to what he said," Scott growled. Kitty looked up at him with tears in her eyes.
"Easy for you to say! We're, like, completely surrounded by beautiful girls. They're tall and gorgeous, with long legs and big boobs. What do you think? That I'm totally gonna be skipping merrily along with my life while I walk around looking like an eight year old boy!" She stopped walking to wipe her face and Scott turned his head to tell her to keep walking when he bumped his head against a low street sign. The smack was so hard he got knocked out. "SCOTT!"
Rogue and Remy turned around and ran back towards them.
"What happened?" Rogue asked. Kitty's eyes were full of tears; the whole situation was too much already.
"Scott bumped his head against the street sign!" She shouted. Rogue busted out laughing and Kitty cried even harder. Remy smiled a little but felt bad for the girl.
"Ah chere…Remy thinks ya need a drink," he put his arm around her and they stared down at a crippled Scott. They managed to drag him into the car and up to their room without getting caught and found themselves in this new position.
"I think it's time Kitty," Rogue said. Kitty nodded.
"I know. I just don't know how…"
"Well, ya can sleep on it for now. But tomorrow's it. No more games. Ah know he cares about ya but ya guys are just procrastinatin'."
"Rogue…I…" and that's all she could say. They got into their pajamas and lay on Rogue's bed. Kitty stared at Scott's limp form until she fell asleep; still running away from her feelings in her dreams.
